What started off as a disgusting day turned out pretty interesting. Yesterday, the other 3 temps were on leave for some reason. Not like I cared because I hardly spoke to them anyway. So there I was, autistic once again, speaking less than 5 sentences for the entire day. Got used to it already. Anyway, I was kinda grossed out by a bitch who i recalled scolded me on the 1st wk of work. Oh and how I can't stand her speak. A sweet mousie voice that actually always turns out to be bitching abt pple. yesterday, be it egoeccentric or whatsoever, I was 99% sure she was talking abt me. Because 1stly i heard the other temp girl's name from my dept's and 2ndly, each time I turned ard she kept looking at me, with her usual horrid grinch-like frown. She always manages to pull that demon-face of two knitted brows everytime she spoke, or rather, bitches abt pple, esp temp staffs. She's been giving pple that (the whole world offended me face) since the 1st day of work. Anyhow, I am very glad I didn't feel like crying AT ALL. Of course to have someone backstabbing you didn't feel good but Really, I don't give a damn abt her. Nor abt any hypocrites in the office=) Yipee-doo-da!

Then there's this other temp girl in the finance dept who been bitching to me abt everyone again. And once she starts, she NV stops. Serious. I was so sian so I thought let's just meet up and chill out in the Ladies instead of bitching online to each other. In the toilet...She was telling me abt her AM, abt this crap person, that crap person, and another temp. ---basically, almost everyone she's been in contact with. And I thought, Damn it. Am I that bad too? Maybe i've been bitching just like her. ARgh. That's horrid man. But one thing for sure, I guess I dun say that much as her? Haha I don't know. Maybe that just makes 2 of us. Well she just told me that she's got a new job and will be resigning on mon and she seems very happy abt it, despite the complaining for God-knows-how-long to me about her ass. manager and even from pple from my dept. BLAH. Know what? Maybe it's just THE OFFICE=)

Then the later part of the day, I met up with my sec 1/2 classmate whom i hadn't spoken for...in like 6 yrs I guess. I happened to be online (as always) and she invited me to a musical like 2 hrs before I was supposed to meet her. A local musical held at NUS cultural hall--because her friend cldn't turn up last min. Boy, the last musical I watched was Les Miserable. This musical was good. And NUS was awesome. My 1st time into the cultural faculty (btw, it's not FAIR-CULT TEE ...someone once told me that they said that and I never believed it to be true...until I heard them SPEAK yesterday -_-" ) Anyway, the musical was called "Man of Letters" by Dick Lee, starring RobinGoh, neoSweeLin (the PCK grandma I think) and LimKaySiu. Man it was goooooood...It's a love story (love triangle) back in the 1950s in which singapore's been fighting the british for independence. And RobinGoh's sooooo cute=P although the circle seats were way way far at the back and the actors were seemingly as tiny as ants, he was still cute. Haha. He's a splendid singer though I prefered the 2nd lead male's voice=P and the lead actress's voice was just as good I reckon. A crystal-clear voice of an angel that resounded in my head. Loved that. The ticket stated that it was a nearly $30 ticket (probably for a circle seat) but I felt that it shld be worth more, considering they were professionals...I think it was a mammoth production because they were sponsored by a handful of sponsers (which we found in our little bags of door gifts) haha. Oh and the complementary dinner at NUS which every specie called a singaporean queued anticipatingly for. There was a buffet, a small bowl for laksa, muah chee, kuehs and a meagre bowl of ice-kacang (which I hungrily scoffed down the leftovers...hahA!) For some reason, the NUS business sch seemed alluring. I never had the chance to even think of doing business because of my parents. Science, Science, Science was the natural 1-way traffic for me. Typical singaporean. almost everything's planned out nicely (well maybe not THAT nicely) by my parents. Sigh.

the show ended at 1030pm but I only got home at 1230am, fearing that I might not even make it home for the night. Geez, my friend thought this certain bus outside NUS wld take us to the mrt station (maybe clementi or queenstown). Ended up snaking through almost the whole neighbourhood of JURONG EAST (except the MRT station) and CCK. Asked the bus driver for the nearest mrt station--CCK. Right..............(@&$#*#$ I almost cried man. It seemed forever that we wld never arrive at an mrt where I was dying to take and fly home and just die on my bed. ( I was THAT tired) So at some point in time, i saw this guy got down and i thought "hmm...that looks like a mrt station" maybe it was CCK. IT WAS AN LRT=( Low Morale. Blah. 1130pm and still stuck at CCK. I had planned to catch the last bus of 52 at 1145pm but i cldn't make it in time for CCK and Jurong east was...er...not a stone's throw away? So my next plan: get to j8 and take the last bus of 410 at 1230am Home. Finally got into the marina bay line to discover that it wld terminate at AMK. HALLELUYA. just 1 more stop to j8. (#$)(##$& i sat in the train for abt 7 stops before i realised..."Wait a min...THIS TRAIN DOESN'T TAKE ME HOME!" (I'm pretty slow, if you don't already know...) Sweared again under my breath. Then I called 911, I meant home, for rescue. No choice. was desperate to go home. Either do or die. Alighted at AMK and took a cab home instead. LOL. That marked the end of my-2hr Journey home from NUS.

Happy Bdae Mummy!=)

i will be having a 5 hr lect today. Wish me luck.